SHOW ME
The same perfume

Car door open. Jessy let out a small scream as her hand was pulled out by Justin.

"I can do it myself!" Jessy thrashed, she pulled her hand to get away from Justin, she was afraid of the man's anger.

"Hush still. I won't hurt you either." Jessy can only resign, she follows Justin into her house. When Justin closed the door, he let go of Jessy's hand.

"Sit down." Jessy swallowed her saliva. He was afraid, there was no look of a joking face like yesterday. The man's face is serious.

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Justin took a long breath. Anger will not make things better, Jessy still stared behind him, making Justin who was holding back anger wanted to laugh, a face that is usually fierce is now frightened, and it was successful in making Justin's anger subside.

"Sit down."

Justin smiled obliquely, Jessy did not budge in the slightest.

"You want to be a statue here?" Ask Justin. He walked first and dropped himself on the sofa, his shoulders resting comfortably in the head of the sofa.

"I'm.." Jessy stand. His hands are interlocked. Without warning, Justin pulled Jessy's hand, making Jessy's body immediately fall on the sofa.

"You!" Squeeze Jessy spontaneously. He immediately distanced his body that fell near Justin. Jessy fixed her seat properly, next to Justin. A small smile appeared on the man's face.

"Do I have to lock you in the house every time I go?" Jessy frowned.

"I lost my job because of your mischief." Continue Justin.

"Your job is dating another woman?!" The voice returned to tremble. Jessy was upset with herself, she was too weak and whiny with all this.

"I'm not dating. My job is to solve a mission. It's top secret and I can't tell you what my job is, even if you force me to." Justin said.

"Why should I be with a woman?" Jessy asked, starting to tear up.

"Because he's smart. You can't scold her." Wanting it to feel like Jessy was hitting Justin, the man's answer made no sense.

"Why can't I scold her while you can get angry and hit the guy I was with?" Justin pursed his lips. He turned his brain to find answers.

"First, I'm jealous. Second, Sara and I are not dating, so you can't scold Sara or hit her. It looks like what I did."

"I'm not dating that guy either."

"I don't care. I wanted to hit him because he made me jealous."

"Sneaky. You're a really shitty guy." Justin laughed a little.

"You crying?" Justin approaching. Jessy brushed off Justin's hand that would wipe away his tears. He looked for tissue in the bag, but all he got was the man's handkerchief.

"I don't like you being mad like that." Jessy muttered while wiping that one hand. Justin sniggered a little. She was worried about Jessy's behavior. He also did not expect to leave this case only for spoiled women like Jessy.

"I'm not leaving tonight anymore. I'm not going to take care of that mission. You satisfied?" Justin asked as if to mock. Dilute the atmosphere so as not to tense.

"I'll be with you until the show..." Justin's words stopped. His forehead was tightly knit. This smell!.

Justin's eyes focused on the handkerchief in Jessy's hand.

"What's wrong?" Jessy asked confusedly seeing Justin back weird.

"Whose hand was that?" Justin's voice was serious. Jessy gave the handkerchief to Justin timidly.

"From the man." Justin sniffed in the handkerchief, recognized the scent and opened his eyes with a sharp glare.

Justin's anger peaked. This was the perfume he was looking for, it smelled so rare and so old-fashioned. Jessy was almost approached by the killer!.

"So he gave this away forcibly?" Jessy shook her head quickly.

"The man gave me a bottle to drink."

"Where's the bottle?"

"Your car. What's up?" Jessy panicked to see Justin panicking. Justin stood up and immediately rushed towards the exit.

"Hallo Sara." Just as the door closed, Jessy heard Justin calling the woman, what confusion is this?!.